She could clearly feel that through the clothes, his lower body reacted extremely strongly.

The blood-colored eyes gradually burned with the fire, and she looked directly into his lustful pupils, and saw that in addition to the hungry flames, there was more of a deep emotion that seemed to overwhelm her.

"The chicken you wrapped in leaves is buried under the soil layer, and when you dig it out at this time, it must be ripe, very fragrant, and delicious." She digressed from the subject.

"You want to eat?"

"It's not."

"Then let it be." He reached out and took her little hand and placed it on his heart, "Do you feel it?" The king's heart, which has no heartbeat, is already beating slightly. ”

He didn't have a heartbeat before, but now he ...... It's really a little heartbeat. She put her backhand on his vein, "From your heart, a faint source of heat has begun to flow through your body. ”

"That's it for a long time. It is with this warmth, coupled with other medicinal herbs, that no woman can survive the full moon night. ”

"You practiced evil skills and became a cold corpse, what kind of miracle medicine did you take to start recovering your body temperature?"

Your blood. He stared at her with burning eyes, "You." ”

"Don't joke with me." She frowned in displeasure.

"Feng Jingyun ......" Compared with her displeasure, he happily hooked the corners of his lips, "I care so much about this king, are you in love with this king?" ”

Her body stiffened slightly, but his kiss came overwhelmingly, and her cold thin lips blocked her tender red lips without saying a word.

Deep sucking, kissing.

He was intoxicated.

It seemed like a century before he finally let her go.

"Get up!" She frowned, her breath panting.

Looking at her lips that were a little swollen from being kissed, he was a little distressed, but he wanted to press her hard under him.

In the second half of the night, the night wind was blowing, and it was a little cold.

He picked her up and walked towards the cabin.

The room was simple, with a simple wooden bed and a beautiful bedding.

She was suddenly a little moved.

The rattan chair, the roast chicken, the wooden house, and the wooden bed were all made by him, although they were rough, but they were his sincere intentions. But he never told her about it, and it was when she asked that he recognized it.

It seems that in his eyes, everything he does for her is a matter of course.

is not like Jun Youqi, who has paid something, but always wants to please her in front of her, and he is very affectionate, but there are many calculations behind his back.

One is a man who gives but doesn't say much.

One is a man who talks a lot and always does things with a purpose.

In this wilderness, I made such a delicate quilt, and I was afraid that I would not be able to sleep well at night because I was afraid that she would be wronged.

"It's time, go to bed early." He carried her to the bed, took off her coat and shoes.

At this time, he is not like the big devil that everyone fears, but like a husband who takes care of his wife.

He was still wearing half of the mask, and his handsome right cheek had no expression, and his momentum was so cold that it made people tremble at a glance.

She always felt that he was very gentle now.

It was to hold her in the palm of his hand.

After covering her with a quilt, he also took off his shirt and put it on chuang.

I thought he would force her like Jun Youqi, but he didn't, he just hugged her tightly in his arms, and patted her back with one hand, as if he was cherishing a child.

Inexplicably, she felt relieved.